Luyện nghe bài hát Down South Funk

All the way to motherfuckin'
[Incomprehensible] upto
To motherfuckin'
To North Carolina
Yeah, South fuckin'
Yeah, down, gritty Alabama
Funk for your ass, nigga
Ha ha, barefoot walkin'

Yo, guess who's 'bout to tonight?
Three seniors, rockin' the mic, misdemeanors
So charge us what whatever you feel
Balls of steel, those with rap deals
Fuck hot, I'm lukewarm and still perform a champ
Battle 'bout, airing ass out
So dropping shit on what day? My click's the greatest
Chill or the effect of hiatus

Shit shuts down when the around
It gets thinner, it's hexed white man from town
the hard way can't be touched
My style's too faraway, to capture, even help from N.A.S.A.
I'm what they call, a legend, sha pow
That's what call, a Mac-11, sha pow
There's two on the way down, blaow
Here's two more, blaow nigga

Is y'all down to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

I got the down south when I clown out punk ass
wanna call dogs and sound off pumps
I short your if you thump my tape
Yo dial funk if you're mo' stiff Riker's Isle bunks
Get out your seat, E, out the beat
The tracks plow underground concrete out the
From baldies to fades, I rock M.C.'s
more flags than Puerto Rican Day parade

And give up, I got the rare footage, of fiends walkin'
Off my don't dare cook it
You might in to intervene and New Jacks
And they girl pookie and that, prom queen
That body bag won't fit you
You wanna blow up? Drop the mic, stick to the
Hand to hand my cripple your click in a fight
Take my tapes way south and triple the price

Step up on the like, "Whazzup? Hey sugah"
you cock-tease Doc, how that cash put up?
And only way I stop til click say when
had enough, 'cause I could bump to six A.M.

Is y'all niggaz down to
(Man listen)
Would you kill for life?
(Man listen)
Can you get all night?
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

My is a rap, each song is a flashback
Of antagonizing attacks
The beat hits the ground and the earth
Niggaz be like, "Oh no not them!", we back
With articulation, godforsaken
manifestations, pump pump in your face then
The lyrical force I put in a rhyme
Will hit you more power than a molecule enzyme

No matter who, what, when, where, how, lay you down
With a sick illed out fictitious
Yo, we all represent the hood, the difference
Between us is that we make this look good
Programmable annual
You as a rock and I cram to understand you
So for on a mission kissin' ass and dissin'
We get even an ambidextrous, man listen

Is y'all niggaz to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

Is y'all niggaz down to
(Man listen)
Would you kill for life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)